The rest of the time, I am cooking and serving foodfor the Captain and his officers; the quartermaster, the navigator, thedoctor and his first mate. ...t night, I sleep on some pillows by theCaptain's bed, so he may use me as he wishes at a snap of his finger.When ever we attack another ship, I live in mortal fear that the pirateswill capture a real woman and throw me overboard, as they have promisedto do, many, many times; but I wonder, if the Captain actually has anyreal interest in a female,. 1. Keep going, I would be back with the guys in an hour or so if I survived this heat/bug onslaught....2. Go back to Sandy's, text the guys and hope my assumptions were incorrect, spend the night and head back first thing...I turned tail and headed back to the old guys place, I had only been gone about 20 minutes and when I approached I noticed all the lights were off expect the porch light.I quietly walked up the stairs and knocked very lightly, the bedroom light came on, then the living. Angela looked down at her skirt. ‘I’m talking about this! Oh, I don’t know what to do…’ ‘Oh, I think we both know what to do…’ Gwen giggled. ‘They’re coming over!’ Angela whispered urgently. ‘Okay, I’ll handle this.’ It could have been California, the sun, golden sands, temperature, and beach hunks wearing their beach hunk clothes. It was so much like home, except for the little differences. The sunlight wasn’t the same, Fuerteventura had little road traffic and was wonderfully unpolluted. The. Making sure I could see she was anticipating what was about to happen. She was so wet today. I could only wait so long before I pounced on her. I lead her to the bedroom. We ripped off the sheets. I grabbed the back of her head and shoved my tongue as far down her throat as I could. I could feel her hips leaning forward, aching for attention. I slid my hand down between her legs and cupped her soaking wet pussy. I couldn't believe it, she had never been this wet. I threw her down on the bed. I.